(INTRO) Birthed from pandemonium, they make no apologies, Delighting in all that is vile and repulsive. Greedily absorbing, like a sponge savoring, The tainted, corrupted lineage of every era. [BRIDGE] Coded directives, detailing what's required, Dwell in a synthetic matrix, obscured, sequestered. He knows, with certainty, it's all unnecessary - Tales, rumors, stories, forced upon everyone. (VERSE 2) The old man asks, "Groom, is the bride still pure?" His son admires Marilyn Monroe. The grandson buys a rubber woman. Yet no one cares, not necessarily. [BRIDGE] Grandmother gifts her granddaughter a veil, But the daughter dons a harlot's bikini. Granddaughter shares selfies online, For a dubious breed of boys. (VERSE 3) Great-grandfather wheezes, "Grow your own food!" Granddaughter makes steak on the printer. Son eats twenty-year-old canned goods. Grandson drinks chemicals like a possessed man. [BRIDGE] Granny in church, head cover tied tight, Daughter's neckline open, to the belly button. Granddaughter's cuts, right up to the note, Everything unnecessary and nothing wrong. (VERSE 4) What is mandatory is tolerance!!!— The dignified bulldog trots to the wedding registry. The bearded bride beams. Heartfelt vows are spoken. [BRIDGE] Breathe deep, let the smoke fill your lungs It's good for you, just like the doctors have sung Fresh air's overrated, don't need it to live Just inhale that sweet, sweet relief that it gives (VERSE 5) The grandfather whispers gloomily, "Don't get into debt!!!" But Son, buying a Ferrari on credit, Grandson, in porn, rotting alive, Grandma, naive, calls everyone to pray. [BRIDGE] A gray-haired professor, leafing through philosophers, His son plays in the casino... Grandson, buying serious weapons, On heroin, he grew up quickly. (VERSE 6) The weathered judge scratches his scalp, A snotty young lawyer puts him in a trance. Proves it no longer matters, As it was before - what matters now! [BRIDGE] Abnormal manners fashionable, Modesty, a relic of old, has vanished. The child instructs the elder, Seeking a new grandmother online. (VERSE 7) Dignity and honor hold no sway, For fools are prized and longed for today. Yet mold, with ravenous appetite, devours the sacred text, And upon the graves, an impenetrable forest stands erect. [BRIDGE] No need to ponder the eternal, Nor dwell on dead, advertised fashions - Fleeting values, absent the divine. The time has come, the harvest is ripe. (VERSE 8) Generations lost, adrift from God's light, Rise up, spitting on piety's height. Lifeless, they flow downstream, uncaring, Plunging towards darkness, the abyss unsparing. (OUTRO)
